labeling your child

The other day, our nanny (“Bee-Bee”), proudly exclaimed that Baby-Ko has been mimicking her. She told me that when she went to change his diaper, it was stinky and she said “Ooof,” and he copied her and said “oof!” She thought it was hilarious and I guess created a little game and while making a “pee-eww!” face says, “Baby-Ko, do you have poo-poo?” He then says, “Nooo. Ooof!” She proudly showed me their little poo-poo shtick game and I laughed. Funny (smart) kid, I thought. Poo-poo is “ooof.”
But the next day, when I saw he was sort of struggling while making poops, I said, “Baby-Ko are you making-” and he, ...Read More

While nothing extraordinary took place, this past week did feel like a busy one, leaving me with a few things on my plate and on my mind…
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T-Ko and I finally got the chance to go see a movie. We went to see “Dark Knight” and it freaked the shit out of me. The entire time, I had my sleeves covering my eyes and my nails digging into T-Ko’s hand. When we left, I thanked g-d that I wasn’t pregnant because I would for sure have had to call the doctor the next day, convinced that my shpilkes during all of The Joker’s scenes had caused something terrible to happen to ...Read More